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dr-spencer-reids-queen · 3 years

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Blood Hungry: Part Four

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Reader

Word Count: ~2.6k

Warnings: canon violence, canon language, canon talk of death, methods of kill, fluff and angst

Author’s Note: I do not own anything from Criminal Minds. All credit goes to their respective owners. If there is any warnings that exceed the normal death/kills from the show, I will list them. If you’ve seen the show, then it’s the same level of angst unless otherwise stated.

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“His name's Eddy Mays and he’s twenty-one-years-old,” Sheriff Halls says.

Eddy is sitting inside the cell looking dazed and wild. All you can feel is the insanity coming off of him and see the angry red energy pouring out of every pore. He’s not well, but you think you can get through to him if you really try. This kind of person needs to be handled with delicacy, and you’re the only one who can do that.

“Wait, Mays?” you ask.

“Do you know him?” Hotch asks.

“Yeah. I just can't believe a boy like Eddy would do something like this. He was the nicest kid you ever saw.”

“He's mentally ill, sheriff. A boy like Eddy could truly use an insanity plea in a court of law,” Spencer says.

“You know, the ironic thing about psychotic illness is generally they're less violent than the rest of the population. But by the nature of psychotic delusions, when they do get violent…” you trail off.

“We're never gonna get anywhere with him. Not like this. Look at the guy. You can't read him is rights. You can't even process him,” Derek points out.

“I better call his mother. It's a damn shame. His daddy died just a couple years ago. This is gonna fall awful hard on her,” Sheriff Halls sighs.

“What's the family like?” Hotch asks.

“His dad was a doctor and Mary Gwathmey Mays comes from one of the oldest families in Tennessee.”

“I'd like to meet her.”

“We already have,” you say and look at Elle who just nods.

“Good get her,” Hotch says and leaves the group.

“I can probably get through to him. He needs to be handed with care, and I’m the only one who can connect to his insanity,” you whisper to Derek.

“Tell Hotch that,” he whispers back.

You push yourself off the walls of the cell and head over to Hotch who situates himself in front of a computer that has a webcam. He’s going to call Penelope to see what kind of dirt she could dig up on Eddy and his family.

“Hey, Hotch, I think you should let me talk to this guy. I’m the only one who can see what’s going on inside his mind. I might be able to relate to him more.”

“Fine, you’re the lead with this one,” he nods and clicks on the invitation for the video chat sent by Penelope.

“Hey, Garcia. Talk to me,” Hotch says once her face pops up.

“So, I got a hold of Eddy's roommate in college who describes Eddy as having an overprotective mom,” she begins.

“How overprotective?” you wonder.

“She called him, like, three times a day. And get this, one time she went up to Boston to break him up with a girlfriend she didn't like.”

“Wow,” you and Hotch scoff.

“Yeah. It seems like Eddy's entire college experience was some sort of post-adolescent rebellion. He partied like an eighties clubber. He suffered a delusional break due to methamphetamine and rock cocaine consumption.”

“Wow, that is partying like an eighties clubber,” Hotch grins.

“That basically describes my older sister’s life to the T,” you shudder at the memory.

“Right. So then, uh, he was admitted to a mental health facility in Boston. He checked himself out a week ago and then found his way home.”

“What was his major?” you ask.

“Comparative religion.”

“Appropriate,” you comment.

“Thanks. Um, how is it having Gideon around?”

“Uh, you can have him back whenever you'd like,” she says.

She tries to hide her annoyance, but you know it’s there. Hotch only laughs and says his goodbyes before ending the video chat.

“If we’re going to get anything out of him, he’ll need to be medicated. I can tell you right now I won’t be able to get anything in his state of mind. His energy is spiking everywhere.”

“Then call a doctor. Get him sedated.”

“Yes, sir,” you nod and head off to call a doctor.

While you did that, JJ and Hotch talked with Eddy’s mother to see if they can get anything out of her before it’s time to talk with her son. You didn’t go with them because you wanted to observe Eddy for a while to get a feel of how you’re going to approach him. It’s weird to say, but the crazier they are, the more you connect with them. Not everyone can see it, but the crazy ones leave themselves wide open for people like you to come in and read them like an open book. The more lucid a person is, the more they have control over their conscious mind. They are able to control how closed off they seem to other people. “Crazy” people don’t get that choice, so it’s an open invitation to people like you.

In all your years of doing this, you have never met another person who could do the things you can do. Maybe… no, you can’t think about her in a time like this. In fact, you’ve locked everything that has to do with her inside a steel room. You refuse to think about her.

Mary Mays needs to stay at the station while you talk with her son, so she’s waiting in one of the comfortable waiting rooms. The doctor just gave Eddy everything he needs in order to answer some questions even though that’s not why she gave him the medicine in the first place.

She exits the holding cells and walks over to you and Hotch who are waiting for her.

“I've administered the haloperidol to Mr. Mays.”

“How long until it takes effect?” Hotch asks.

“It's coming on now with the full effect in about fifteen minutes or so. You have to realize that while the drug will make him appear to be asymptomatic it will not necessarily remove his delusional state.”

“Will it make him more lucid?” you wonder.

“Possibly. But let me make this clear. I gave him the shot because he needed to be medicated, not so you could agitate him by putting him through an interrogation. That boy needs to be hospitalized.”

“Well, a jury might agree with you, but right now he needs to answer some questions 'cause there's a little boy we need to find. Thank you,” Hotch nods and heads into the holding cells.

You, Hotch, and Spencer approach Eddy, and your boss gives you the okay to begin questioning him. Both agents will be lingering in the background just in case help is needed, but this one is all on you. Eddy is sitting in the corner with his knees to his chest and his fingernails in his mouth. The medicine did help, but not by much. You carefully take a seat on the bed and stare at the man who couldn’t look at you.

“Hi, Eddy,” you say gently. “Do you know where you are?”

He shakes his head and stares at the ceiling, but he answers correctly.

“Jail.”

“That's right. Do you know why?”

“I was very bad. Before, I was very bad. But I'm... I'm much better now, much... much better,” he stutters.

“Eddy, do you remember hurting anyone?” you ask, and all he could do is stare at you. You don’t know why it was at this question that he can look at you, but you know he won’t answer it. You decide to go in a different direction. “Where did you go to college, Eddy?”

“Mm, Boston,” he smiles.

“Did you like Boston?”

“Mm-mmm. No. I don't know,” he stutters and bites his nails some more.

“What was your favorite thing about Boston, Eddy?”

“Harvard time square, I had cappuccino,” he smiles at the memory.

You nod and look at Spencer, and he hands you the picture of Wally. You take it and show Eddy the picture of the happy young boy whose life depends solely on you.

“Eddy, do you remember Wally? Wally Brisbane?”

“I know the Brisbanes,” he lights up as if you gave him a present on Christmas morning.

“You took this little boy. I believe you don’t want to hurt him, but you have him somewhere.”

“No. No. I did not,” he begins to point angrily at the picture and scrunches up his face angrily, “I did not do that.”

“Eddy, I know you’re uncomfortable, okay? I wish I didn’t have to do this, but a little boy’s life depends on this. Look at your hands, Eddy. They’re cut up and you have bruises on your arms. Do you know why that is?”

“Yeah,” he whimpers painfully after looking at them.

“You killed three people, Eddy,” you sigh.

“You killed three people, Eddy,” he repeats while making eye contact with you. “You killed three people, Eddy.”

You need to get on with this because it’s going nowhere. You look at Spencer again and he hands Eddy pictures of the crime scene for each victim. Pictures you know will upset him, but it’s necessary.

“Paul Thompson. Annie Stuart. Lynette Giles,” Spencer says each of their names as he shows Eddy them.

With every picture Eddy sees, he grows more and more agitated. He clearly hates what he’s done, but it’s like his mind doesn’t want him to know he’s the one who did it. However, the sane part of him is trying to break through to tell him he’s in a lot of trouble. There are two sides fighting inside his mind, and it’s clear he doesn’t know which side to listen to.

“No! No! Stop it!” he yells at himself.

“I tried, but we're not going to get anything out of him. It’s up to his mother to help us find Wally,” you sigh and get up.

You and the other two agents leave the holding cell while Eddy yells at himself. It’s almost as if he has two personalities and both of them are coming out to respond to the other. All of this is taking place in his mind, and you kind of feel sorry for him. He wasn’t always like this, and you have a feeling his mother had something to do with it.

“We need him to tell us where that boy is,” Sheriff Hall insists when you and the two men exit the holding cell.

“Sheriff, we're not gonna get anything out of him until he gets this latest episode under control,” you shrug.

“Agent Y/L/N, it's getting cold and dark. If that Brisbane boy is anywhere outside, he won't stand a chance in hell.”

“I understand that, Sheriff, but putting too much strain on his mind will cause him to have a complete breakdown. I’m telling you right now, we will not get anything out of him because he believes he’s done nothing wrong in the first place. There are two battles going on inside his mind. The rational side and the insane one. The insane is clearly winning. His rational side came out when we showed him pictures of the victims, but it’s too small to overpower the other side.”

“How do you know this?”

Before you can answer him, Deputy Long screams at everyone to come back to Eddy. Her screams are so loud that everyone in the station hears, including his own mother. Everyone heads over to see what’s wrong because something clearly is. You waste no time rushing over to her. Eddy is trying to hang himself by the small barred widow above the toilet with the sheets that were on the bed.

His mother completely freaks out and tries to go to him, but Elle holds her back. You, Hotch, and Sheriff Hall rush inside the cell and try to help Eddy down. He’s choking and trying so hard to end his own life, but you’re going to make sure that doesn’t happen. He’s lucid enough to want to end his own life, and you know the rational side of his mind drove him to it.

Like you said, you feel so bad for him.

When you met Mary Mays, you know she was kind of sketchy to begin with, and apparently, the rest of the team thinks so as well. Hotch gave you the rundown of his interview with her earlier, and apparently, she lied to him before. She didn't even mention that her son was in a mental hospital in the first place, and when you called the hospital, they claimed that he called her to pick him up but she never came. Why would she lie about that? She’s definitely hiding something; you can feel her deceit radiating from her body.

“Why weren't you straight with us, Mrs. Mays?” Hotch asks in the safety of the waiting room.

“Straight with you?”

“You never told us your son was in a mental hospital.”

“I spoke with a doctor at a facility in Boston. He said Eddy was released a week ago and that he called you to pick him up, but that you never came,” you say.

“You asked me if I knew if he'd come home, and I didn't. I... I thought he was in Boston,” she lies again.

“There was also blood on the floor of your utility room. Do you have any explanation for that?” you cross your arms.

When Derek and Elle went to check out her house, they found blood underneath her fridge that she happened to forget to clean up. Plus, the place smelled like bleach. Weird, huh?

“Well, sometimes I cut my legs when I prune the roses.”

“You prune your roses in winter?” you ask as you take a step to her.

“As a matter of fact, I do,” she becomes hostile and stands up to get in your face. “When do you prune yours?”

“Mrs. Mays, I understand that you may want to do everything you can to protect your son, but that little boy may be dying right now,” Hotch intervenes as Spencer lightly pulls you away from her.

“I would like to help you, I really would. But right now, I've got to see about my son.”

“I think it's better if you stay here,” Spencer suggests.

Every agent leaves the room to let her cool off her own head, and you shrug yourself out of his grip. Eddy was taken to a hospital immediately when the Sheriff knew he wouldn't be of any help now that he tried to kill himself.

“She's definitely lying. I don't know exactly what she's lying about, but she's lying,” Hotch determines and looks at you.

“Don’t look at me. Her mind is so closed off, I can’t get a read on her. Whatever she’s hiding, she really doesn’t want anyone to find out.”

“You don't think she'd let that boy die to save her son, do you?” JJ asks.

“I don't know.”

“She drives a Cadillac, right?” you ask, suddenly getting an idea.

“Yeah, why?” Elle wonders.

“They got a GPS system in them.”

“So…?”

“So, let’s see where she’s been. Let me tell you, technology doesn’t lie,” you chuckle and head outside to her car.

Derek, Hotch, and Elle follow you to her car, and after Hotch demanded to see her keys. She thinks you’re searching her car when really, you’re going to figure out where Wally is. You unlock the driver’s door and slide inside, and Derek slides into the passenger seat while Elle and Hotch linger by the window. After you turn the car on, you look up her search history on her GPS.

“This thing has got every stop she's made and how long she spent there,” you scoff.

“You know, these things could cause more divorces than internet porn,” Derek jokes until he sees something very interesting. “Hey, look at that. That's interesting.”

“Apparently, she stopped at the same place on route three like six times. Wally’s there. I can feel it,” you nod.

“Then let's get Mary and take her to that spot. We can tell her that we're going to visit Eddy in the hospital.”

“I’m going. You’re going to want me to come,” you declare.

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talesofmetalandmagic · 6 years

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Cuphead: Fancast

Warning: almost half of these people will be from Game Of Thrones, so if you don’t like the show, back off right away.

Cuphead: Nancy Cartwright Mostly known as: Bart Simpson from The Simpsons.

Mugman: Isaac Hampstead-Wright Mostly known as: Brandon “Bran” Stark from Game Of Thrones

Elder Kettle: David Bradley Mostly known as: Argus Filch from the Harry Potter movies, Lord Walder Frey from Game Of Thrones*.

Legendary Chalice: Kelly Marie Tran Mostly known as: Rose Tico from the Star Wars franchise.

Moe Tato: Cuba Gooding Jr.^ Mostly known as: Tre Styles from Boyz n the Hood, Carter Wilson from The Butler, Fred Gray from Selma.

Weepy: Tara Strong Mostly known as: Timmy Turner from Fairly OddParents, Bubbles from the Powerpuff Girls.

Psycarrot: Kunal Nayyar Mostly known as: Rajesh Koothrappali from The Big Bang Theory.

Goopy Le Grande: Jemaine Clement Mostly known as: Tamatoa from Moana.

Hilda Berg: Sandra Oh Mostly known as: Dr. Cristina Yang from Grey’s Anatomy.

Cagney Carnation: Pedro Pascal Mostly known as: Oberyn Martell from Game Of Thrones, Javier Peña from Narcos.

Ribby & Croaks: Tom Kenny (both) Mostly known as: screw it, too many to count.

Baroness Von Bon Bon: Kristin Chenoweth Mostly known as: Glinda the Good Witch from Wicked’s 2003 Broadway run.

Djimmi The Great: Rami Malek** Mostly known as: Pharaoh Akmenrah from the A Night At The Museum franchise, Elliot Alderson from Mr. Robot.

Beppi The Clown: Chris Tucker Mostly known as: Ruby Rhod from The 5th Element.

Wally Warbles: Donald Glover Mostly known as: Alpha-Dawg from Regular Show, rapping career under the name Childish Gambino.

Wally Warbles Jr.: Caleb McLaughlin ^^ Mostly known as: Lucas Sinclair from Stranger Things Grim Matchstick: Harry Lloyd Mostly known as: Viserys Targaryen from Game Of Thrones***

Rumor Honeybottoms: Audra McDonald Mostly known as: Deena Jones from Dreamgirls, Madame de Garderobe from Beauty & The Beast (2017).

Captain Brineybeard: Rory McCann Mostly known as: Sir Sandor “The Hound” Clegane from Game Of Thrones

Sally Stageplay: Jamie Clayton (speaking)/ Laura Jane Grace (singing) Mostly known as: Nomi from Sense8/singing career as the leader of band Against Me. ^^^

Werner Werman: Jerome Flynn**** (pitched up) Mostly known as: Bronn of the Black Waters from Game Of Thrones.

Cala Maria: Jade Thirlwall Mostly known as: singing career in the band Little Mix.

Dr. Kahl: Hank Azaria Mostly known as: Bartok from Anastasia

Dr Kahl’s Robot: Vin Diesel Mostly known as: The Iron Giant from The Iron Giant.

Blind Specter: Josh Gad Mostly known as: Olaf from the Frozen franchise.

T-Bone: Mr. T. Mostly known as: James “Clubber” Lang from Rocky III, B. A. Baracus from The A Team.

Blaze Brothers: Adam Beach (both) Mostly known as: Slipknot from Suicide Squad.

Head Of The Train: Idris Elba Mostly known as: Heimdall from the MCU.

Gin: Jim Cummings Mostly known as: again, too many to count.

Whiskey: Tony Jay Mostly known as: same as before.

Martini: Indira Varma Mostly known as: Ellaria Sand from Game of Thrones.

Chips Bettigan: Larry The Cable Guy Mostly known as: Mater from the Cars franchise.

Mr. Wheezy: Stefan Karl Stefanson Mostly known as: Robbie Rotten from Lazy Town.

Pip: Jaden Smith Dot: Willow Smith Mostly known as: being the children of Will Smith and Jada Pinkett-Smith; singing and rapping career. ^^^^

Hopus Pocus: Cheech Marin Mostly known as: comedian career.

Phear Lap: Stephen Dillane Mostly known as: Stannis Baratheon from Game of Thrones

Pirouletta: Nathalie Emmanuel Mostly known as: Missandei from Game Of Thrones

Mangosteen: Dervish Chase Mostly known as: Lilo from Lilo & Stitch

Mr. Chimes: Rob Paulsen Mostly known as: even more to count.

King Dice: Keith David Mostly known as: Goliath from Gargoyles, Dr. Facilier from The Princess & The Frog.

The Devil: Tim Curry Mostly known as: being Tim Curry

*I know, they’re both assholes. But that’s the charm. I wanna see what he’s like as a good guy. ^It’s still not going to be as awkward as the role he had in Land Before Time: The Wisdom Of Friends **Rami Malek is Egyptian, and considering the main theme of Pyramid Peril, I thought it was the most correct thing to do. ^^ Fun fact: Glover and McLaughlin will play respectively Adult Simba and Child Simba in the upcoming The Lion King remake. *** Get it? GET IT?! And again, I would love to see him try something different than “screaming punching bag”. ^^^ Don’t like this headcanon? Fuck off. **** Someone draw me Childish Gambino and Jerome Flynn hitting each other in the face and other www-y stuff. ^^^^ To me, they’re brother and sister. I know some see them as a married couple, but I personally disagree.

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reneatherealtor · 4 years

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Another great meeting with Wally Wilson, Director of Plaay, an organization that helps Alaska’s youth to emphasize physical activity in addressing health. We also awarded Nikki Foreman, Kiwanian of the Month of November and Chris Hohf, Kiwanian of the Month of December. We had Key Clubbers in attendance and as always, was a very robust meeting. @healthyfuturesak @kiwanis @keyclubint @pnwkeyclub @akniki6 #Kiwanisrocks #Kiwanianofthemonth #KidsneedKiwanis (at Don Jose's Mexican Restaurant) https://www.instagram.com/p/B7XrxAgnr9O/?igshid=kdmlv114mnsq

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thisisheffner · 4 years

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Clubbing: ‘I can’t bear the idea that there is an age at which you should stop’ | Music | The Guardian

Nightclubbing is seen as a young person’s game. Sightings of older clubbers – such as the elderly Polish couple who went viral after a night out at London’s Fabric in 2016 – are considered a novelty. But the septuagenarian tourists – who partied until 5am – are not alone.

A recent poll by ticketing platform Eventbrite found that more than 3.7 million Britons aged over 45 go clubbing every week. The nation’s nightlife may not be in rude health overall, but certain DJs, clubs and clubbers have endured. Fabric turned 20 this year, and DJs such as Danny Rampling and Terry Farley are still drawing crowds 30 years on from the summer of love that made their name. From nostalgia nights to dance festivals, older clubbers – such as Mick Jagger, 76, spotted at gay club night Horse Meat Disco earlier this year – are finding their second wind.

Typically, clubbing loses its appeal in our early 30s; 31 is the age at which most give up, according to a 2017 survey. But for those who do keep dancing, it can be much more than just a night out. What starts as an act of teenage transgression becomes radical in middle age. We talked to six older clubbers who refuse to hang up their dancing shoes. Have they still got the moves?

‘It’s like galloping across the universe in a spaceship’

Brett, 70, and Sylvia Van Toen, 69, retirees (above)

Sylvia Our first love is hard house – it attracts a different, much younger crowd. We go to hard house clubs and festivals, after discovering psytrance at Glastonbury in the mid-90s and thinking, “This is it.” The music builds up tension; you’re waiting for this particular tune and then suddenly it drops in and you’re going yes, yes, yes! Then it carries you along. It’s a bit like galloping across the universe in a spaceship.

I got married at 18 and had children young. I was a housewife. I didn’t know a lot about music, I didn’t dance. Brett and I were in our late 30s when we got together. I had two young children and so we decided to live apart, and we’ve kept doing that. We see each other during the week but get excited about going clubbing together on Fridays. It’s like going on a date.

Brett We are very lucky. Many couples we know don’t like the same music. We go clubbing once a fortnight. It’s intense. It’s hard work. The clubs often run from 11pm to early morning. There are more afternoon clubs now, which I love.

If we go to a dance festival, we make as much effort as we can to get sleep. We take a campervan, which is good because parking tends to be away from the main field. We don’t drink alcohol, just water. We don’t do afterparties; that would hurt. We don’t have any plans to retire, though that might change as we age.

It’s a social thing. We went to heavy techno clubs and it was too dark to dance because you couldn’t see what the hell was going on. So that didn’t work for us. Dancing with other people is important. Clubbing has taught me a way of being I don’t think I would have found otherwise. I used to be curmudgeonly but I have learned a lot of acceptance from hanging around young people. There is much to admire about them. They are also complimentary and it’s a lot of fun. It gives you energy.

‘There’s no judgment: it’s utopia’

Roy Brown, 56, songwriter and club host

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I’m a Brummie lad. I went to my first shebeen [unlicensed bar] in Birmingham, aged 13. It was this small venue behind a shop with huge sound systems in dark rooms, pumping with reggae and ska music. Seeing guys and girls dancing really close to each other, the music pounding, the smell of weed, a lightbulb went off in my head. I thought, this is amazing. That’s why I’m still doing it.

I knew the music – reggae, jazz, funk, blues – because that’s what my parents played at home. My parents were Jamaican and every Caribbean house has these family gatherings with music and food and dancing. That warm place they created in their houses is what I’m trying to emulate when I go clubbing: that womb, that happiness. No one can hurt or harm you because you are with like-minded people.

I moved to London at 18 in 1981, where my cousin Claudette introduced me to a group of fashionistas and club kids. They are still my friends. My aunt lived close to a huge club called Bolts. I walked past it one evening and there was a long queue of clones: gay men dressed identically in check shirts and Levi’s 501s. I had the same epiphany as in the shebeen: I saw like-minded people.

Some of Claudette’s friends sussed me out. Juicy (real name Ronald) came up to me and said: “What’s your game then?” They took me to my first gay bar and it was full steam ahead after that. My motivation was really good music. If there were hot guys there, brilliant. Drugs were a huge part of it. The majority of clubbers were white men but the only thing that mattered was that you stuck to the dress code.

I’m still on the clubbing scene. I started out on the door at the central London club Kinky Gerlinky in 1989. Now I’m a host at the Eagle in south London, where I have my own night, Soul on Saturday. I was MC and host for a club in Ibiza a few summers ago. They fly you out Friday morning for Saturday and Sunday night. I thought, can I do this? I am not 19. I’d aged 20 years. But because of the music and the amazing time, I lost 40 more.

I grew up Methodist and clubbing is like going to church. I still go out now if a night is euphoric. It’s human nature to look for something uplifting. There’s no judgment, just inclusivity. It’s my idea of utopia.

‘That moment a beat drops and everyone’s smiling: it’s wicked’

Victoria Saunders, 50, hairdresser

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I still want to go out and listen to good music played loud. But now I’m older, I don’t want to go to a big busy nightclub. I think, I can’t be arsed, actually. You walk in and you’re told you’ve got to queue here or go here if you want to smoke a fag. I’m an adult, I can manage myself.

When I first went clubbing, it was lawless. In 1988, I was 18 and Ibiza was happening, it was the summer of love. That kickstarted it for me. When I went to Houghton dance music festival in Norfolk last year, I saw people from different points in my clubbing career. It’s nice to see people who still have that affinity.

I’ve always been more of an afterparty girl; I prefer it when all the wallies have gone home. I’d rather take my time and go out at about midnight, ease myself in and then hit a dancefloor.

Hairdressers like me are like Vikings; we can just do it. I remember coming home, having two hours’ sleep, then getting up and going to work. Now it shows more, on my face, after a couple of days. I hit Wednesday and I think, oof. But people tell me I look good for my age. I’ve pickled myself. When you’ve had so much fun and such a laugh going out, that also shows.

I go to a club called Pikes in Ibiza, where Wham! shot the video for Club Tropicana. I like to properly lose myself in music – that moment a beat drops and everyone’s smiling because they know it, that feeling of oneness: it’s wicked.

I was at a house party recently and my friend was up dancing. She said, “If I don’t do this now, I’ll be dancing in the aisles of Tesco.” It’s rare to find those moments as you get older, but 30 years of clubbing means it’s something that’s deep in you. You hear good music and you just want to dance.

‘After we scattered my stepdad’s ashes, I needed to get to Horse Meat Disco’

Amanda Freeman, 56, music publicist

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I’m straight, but I prefer gay clubbing. It started in the early 2000s, when I went to places such as the Joiners Arms in east London with gay friends. It was a completely different world.

My friend Dan opened a gay bar in east London, Dalston Superstore, in 2009; by then I had been single a long time. It was a nonjudgmental space. There was no stigma attached to being a woman of my age as there could be in a straight environment; at a straight club, I’d be lucky if they let me in.

I’ve had a couple of difficult years. My mother has multiple sclerosis and my stepfather had dementia. I’m an only child, so I’ve been juggling all of this. My stepfather died in March. The weekend we scattered his ashes, I remember thinking, when I get home I’m going out to Horse Meat Disco. If I’ve been through a tough time, going out is the way to put myself back on track.

A lot of the younger people I’ve met out clubbing have been incredibly supportive. Not to say that my older friends haven’t, but they have kids and their own stuff going on. It seems easier for millennials to make those approaches, to ask me how my mum is doing, how I am. I’ve been hugely grateful for that.

I am happy to go out on my own, which is empowering. I can go to regular places and see people I know, or chat to people I’ve not met before. The music is important. My nickname is Lady D’Amanda because I’m very forward about asking the DJ for certain tracks. I’m first on the dancefloor and get people to dance with me. It’s always done in a joyful way.

I can’t bear the idea that there is an age at which you should stop. I feel more comfortable in my 50s than I did in my 40s. I chose not to be in a relationship and nobody in this community has ever questioned that. They admire people who have ploughed their own furrow, and a club night was held in my honour in January.

I hope I am an ally. I’m a music publicist and I am always available if LGBTQ artists or acts want help or advice. I’ve suddenly acquired a tribe: the community is made up of many different people, ages and persuasions. It doesn’t matter. It’s about what you bring to it. It’s a small world but it’s a really important one to me. A doorman once said to me, “You’re an icon”. That’s a lovely thing to be.

‘Drugs aren’t my thing. Someone asked what I’d had and I showed them my sandwich’

Suddi Raval, 49, music technology teacher

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Acid house took over my life at 15, in 1986. The music was on the radio. Smiley faces – the acid house symbol – popped up on the news. House music has melodies and basslines but acid house was abstract, bendy, weird. It was like music from another world. It just grabbed my attention.

There was a week that changed my life. I was walking down the street in my home town, Ashton-under-Lyne. I was too young to go out but I dressed as if I was on the acid house scene: long hippy hair, a jumper by French brand Chipie. This guy called Kelvin came up to me. He could tell from my clothes that I was into that music and said: “You need to go to the Hacienda and the Blackburn raves warehouse parties.” I said: “I’d love to but I wouldn’t know how.” He said he’d take me, and he did.

I couldn’t believe it when I set foot in the Hacienda in Manchester. There were a couple of thousand people as into it as I was. I didn’t know everyone was off their heads, drugs were not my thing. One time at the raves, someone asked what I’d had. I didn’t know they meant drugs. I reached into my bag and pulled out my butty box, a pile of cheese and ham sandwiches and a can of Coke – you can’t dance all night on an empty stomach.

The only nights I wouldn’t go to the Hacienda were when it was closed. I’ve never stopped. As I get older, young people think I am either the DJ, a promoter or a drug dealer. I’m usually the only brown face in a club. I’ve always been in a minority; there were so few Indian, Pakistani or Asian clubbers. But I’ve always felt 100% safe.

I live in London now and go out a couple of times a month to clubs across the UK. I pick up my friend Sarah and drive to the Attic in Liverpool. It’s not about nostalgia; I go to dance to new music. It’s difficult to get back to normality if you stay up to 6am, so I don’t stay out late. I’m a teacher, so I have to function at 100%. My clubbing gives me credibility with my students. I’ve not been clubbing with them, though they’ve asked.

I met my wife when I was in London for an acid house night. She was concerned I might be into drugs. She’s come out clubbing with me, but she’s a doctor so she’s usually on call. She’s not a convert but she’s not against it. Our wedding in 2017 turned into a rave. It couldn’t have worked if she’d thought, who is this man-child obsessed with dance music?

My mum found it really cute that I had smiley faces all over my bedroom as a teenager. When I visited her up north recently, she showed me a smiley face emoji on her phone. “Look, Suddi,” she smiled, “acid!’” I said, “Yes, Mum, you are bang on! That is acid!” I was so proud.

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Criminal Minds s01e11 Blood Hungry review

Episode 11 – Blood Hungry

Okaaaaaay, so the title is once again horrifying. I have an overactive imagination, so I immediately think about cannibalism. I just hope I’m wrong.

Let’s see what this one brings.

Aww, Tennessee!!! I’ve never actually been there, going on my bucket list, dudes.

Oh my god, that voice is angelic! And a boy is singing? Oh my goodness! I want him in my pocket as a ringtone, holy shit, that is amazing.

Wally, you do you! I love you!

You can’t resist that face, I know you can’t, Charlie. You’ll have to be late for pool with your buddy, though lord knows why a young kid plays pool. Lol.

Ew. A creep is coming up to the house. Not attractive at all.

Hey! What the fuck are you killing that lady for? What she do to you, you freak?

Yikes! That old guy was so stabbed to death!

Why is Gideon on crutches? You poor thing. Skydiving? Oh honey. You poor thing. That’s why you don’t do extreme sports, like me J

Come on! Would it kill you to put Kirsten as a regular?

How do you know Wally saw the guy? Oh you’re good, Elle. I love you.

Oh my god, Penelope finding Gideon just taking over her office is just the cutest thing ever. Someone needs to put those two more together in scenes. Oh lord, Mandy just staring at people is like beyond funny and creepy at the same time. I love him so much. And someone needs to get Penelope a present for being so understanding.

A guy named Domino? Oh honey. Oh god, he’s totally nuts! What the fuck? I mean, you come at him running, and you’re shocked he’s trying to run away from you? Come on, the guy is in his underwear and fleeing you. Come on.

“I didn’t do nothing.” – sweetie, that’s a double negative.

“I never stoled it?” oh god, someone needs to teach him English.

Oh Domino, you little puppy. You robbed a butchered lady? I get it, it ain’t right. But you need to get a grip on yourself babycakes.

He did not just smudge the blueprints! Oh god he’s just driving her insane. What the fuck? I know you found out something, Gideon, but leave Penelope out of this, please.

He’s harvesting organs for food. Ew.

I knew this episode was going to be nasty, I just knew it from the name. ugh.

Took too much LSD. Cute.

Larsony and attempted suicide.

Sever manic depressions and violent mood swings. Bit the heads off chickens. Ew.

What the fuck?

That lady already looks suspicious to me because she wears furs. Come on.

Why are they after the butcher’s son? Poor kid. Come on. Just go with them and prove you haven’t done anything. Come on, Olly.

Olly, you is one strong puppy. I love you.

Aww the good old days when grannies still have VCRs, I love you, Wally’s granny.

Hey! What the fuck did his granny do to you??????

Oh great, he probably kidnapped Wally. Lovely.

Ugh. All this blood is making me nauseous. Gross. Gross. Gross. He took the heart, lovely.

Gideon, rest you damn fool! Leave Penelope alone! You’re just hurting yourself, babycakes. Oh my god his face when the chair went over his foot was amazing.

Ew. So he’s both a vampire and a cannibal? Ugh ugh ugh.

They sent her a human stomach in a bucket? Blah.

Fifteen churches in a town of 5000? Well, it makes sense, but come on. Try and tone it down cuz people can go nuts over that sort of crap.

Elle knows her cars. Nice.

Hey, whoa, hold it babycakes! Just try and relax. Oh crap, he had a container of blood. So gross.

Would you stop screaming? Oh my god, he’s just bananas all over.

Oh snap. He’s the son of the fur-lady! Dang!

Talk about overprotective! Calling him three times a day, his mom broke it off with his girlfriend cuz she didn’t like it? Ugh. And studying comparative religion and partying like an 80’s disco clubber is not the best thing ever.

“You can have him (Gideon) whenever you like” – oh cupcake, I love you Penelope Garcia.

“Dude!” don’t scare Elle like that. Hahahaha oh god I love this show.

Ooh they scrubbed the place with bleach. Babies you are geniuses.

Oh snap. They forgot to bleach under the fridge. You busted!

That doctor is beyond annoying. Does she not realize that a boy has been kidnapped? Chill your ass down, lady.

So he’s answering well, but he’s spastic as hell. Something is definitely wrong with him. Oh god. I mean, I sympathize, but you gotta admit that is freaky as hell.

So he is psychotic and believed he’s possessed? Oh boy.

What the fuck? Come on, Eddie, don’t kill yourself, baby. It’s gonna be ok.

Or not.

Oh crap. They can track her GPS? Damn. “These things cause more divorces than internet porn,” Derek, I don’t wanna know how you know that.

Oh crap, Hotch is interrogating Mrs. Mays. Damn, boy.

Please find Wally. Please.

Oh thank goodness. He’s fine. Thank god.

Harriet Breecher Stowe: “The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.” Oh that is deep! I love that!

“Great, now I can go back to the fifteen folders on my desk.” “Fifteen? I have twenty-four!” “That’s cuz I slipped you four of mine on Friday.” Elle, you little shit. God I love this team.

“Hey, sweetheart.” “Do not sweetheart me. I may not be a supervisory special agent, but that does not make me a maid!” oh god, what has Gideon made her do? I’m gonna love this bit. Oh my goodness, I love this show so much.

“You’ve managed to get on Garcia’s nerves pretty thoroughly.” “Who’s Garcia?” you did not just say that, Gideon! Oh my god. I’m loving this. Yeah, she’s great, but that doesn’t mean you get to dump all of your crap in her office.

Who is he talking about? Ohh god I’m intrigued now! Come on! Who doesn’t want to hear from you? Please tell me! I’m a curious bunny!

Aw Gideon has a son????? Oh god, I can’t believe it! He’s so cute!

So aside from the total grossness of the case, this was the cutest episode ever. And finally they had Garcia and Gideon interact alone. And that was just beyond precious.

Can’t wait for the next one, but that’ll have to wait a bit.

#criminal minds #s01e11 #blood hungry #mandy patinkin #thomas gibson #shemar moore #aj cook #lola glaudini #matthew gray gubler #kirsten vangsness

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